false. i care very deeply. am i not a part of this infinite universe?
the universe is the sum of all things. you are a part of the universe. so are your friends. so is your cat that snuggles with you every night. so is the mcdonald’s worker that purposefully put an extra chicken nugget in your meal. the universe doesn’t just exist at a macro level, but a micro level too.
Your voice beneath the salted sea; a song which won’t return to me.
[ID: Art of a selkie in seal form up on a craggy rock, with seaweed around its neck and chest, with some rising into the air in an uncanny way, the seal’s eye glowing, the waters are choppy and the sky is cloudy above. End ID]
[Plaintext: Your voice beneath the salted sea; a song which won’t return to me]
like there comes a point where you think something is fundamentally wrong with you. and then it turns out it’s just Friday and you haven’t washed your hair in three days and maybe you’re also just a little lonely and the combination of all three of those things is whittling a hole into your chest every time you breathe. but also the sun’s up. and you’ve survived everything so far, so you’ll survive this too, even if it hurts, even if you have to survive it many times.
I see Hollywood is now very into the idea of buying something once and then owning it forever and being able to make infinite copies. Which. Isn’t quite the message they imparted upon me in my childhood. In the spirit of their own long-held stance:
the ideal GM/player dynamic is when one side says “here are some problems i caused” and the other says “thank you so much! i will make these worse” back and forth forever
there are 2 Ethans in my daughter’s class. you’d think they’d go by Ethan L and Ethan M, but they decided together that they would like to be called Lethan and Methan and I think that’s fantastic
